[Verse 1: Tyler Watt]
I am not myself, I will never know why
Walking in circles, nothing passes me by
The world turns for me
The oceans, the seas, are only as deep as my eyes let them be
I'm not scared, I'm fucking fine
I witness nightmares, I'm not losing my mind
Reality will never cease to be
More than the veil that's in front of me
[Chorus: Marcus Cisneros, Tyler Watt]
Sink beneath, I feel so weak (Feel so weak)
Takes the breath right out of me
Swimming in the sea might swallow you whole
Consuming your dreams like it's out of control
Trapped under ice and it's never been so thick
I won't look back, I won't go back
I know this time, that you're never gonna stop me
Never gonna stop me
Don't deny, you were preying on my heartbeat
Hoping that I won't survive
[Verse 2: Marcus Cisneros, Tyler Watt]
I was sold sex so I bought some fries
My girlfriend goes out and fucks other guys
She believes it's what her spirit needs
Like ten things to do when you're twenty-five
(Drown where you drink)
And they always come crawling back
(Die in your sleep)
Asking for something
(False prophet of true progress)
Offering nothing
With outstretched hands
I am not myself, I will never know why
Walking in circles, nothing passes me by
The world turns for me
The oceans, the seas, are only as deep as my eyes let them be
I'm not scared, I'm fucking fine
I witness nightmares, I'm not losing my mind
Reality will never cease to be
More than the veil that's in front of me
[Chorus: Marcus Cisneros, Tyler Watt]
Sink beneath, I feel so weak (Feel so weak)
Takes the breath right out of me
Swimming in the sea might swallow you whole
Consuming your dreams like it's out of control
Trapped under ice and it's never been so thick
I won't look back, I won't go back
I know this time, that you're never gonna stop me
Never gonna stop me
Don't deny, you were preying on my heartbeat
Hoping that I won't survive
[Verse 2: Marcus Cisneros, Tyler Watt]
I was sold sex so I bought some fries
My girlfriend goes out and fucks other guys
She believes it's what her spirit needs
Like ten things to do when you're twenty-five
(Drown where you drink)
And they always come crawling back
(Die in your sleep)
Asking for something
(False prophet of true progress)
Offering nothing
With outstretched hands
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